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Jennifer May 2018
like standing on a train station waving goodbye to a lover,
we let go of time and watch each other fade into the past;
memories fly by as I meet the lonely caboose,
another lovely end.
Jennifer May 2018
write me into your solar system,
tell me I look like the stars;
the same ones you fall in love with every night.
but instead, gaze at my heart and fall in love with me.
Jennifer Apr 2018
open my book and rip out my pages;
help me rewrite the story I have yet to perfect.
Jennifer Mar 2018
so as i listen to Andrea Gibson on repeat, i know that it is for you.
i also know that you still think of me, like PTSD my car comes crashing into your thoughts and wrecks all your beliefs about her.
Jennifer Mar 2018
I am infatuated with how your face lights up when you smile.
I can’t stop thinking about how your eyes shine like emerald and your voice travels like candy;
How I want to taste those sweet words rolling off your lips.
I want to feel your heartbeat against my chest, better yet, in my ears while I listen to it skip a beat as I lean in to kiss you.
I want to sleep next to you but in the most innocent sense of the word;
Tangled up in your arms and in your bed, enjoying the simple thought of you.
I keep starting with I, but all I can think about is you.
You are so unknowingly beautiful, it drives me crazy to know you don’t think you’re a *** of gold, shining at the end of my rainbow.
You help me find confidence and help stabilize my trembling fingers.
You give me the heart racing, voice trembling butterflies you only see in movies, finding hope in happy endings.
Though, for some reason, I can’t put my tongue on the exact reason why it’s you.
Sometimes souls just connect and create something beautiful, and god I hope that ours keep doing just that.
"and I'll be dreaming of the next time we can go into another serotonin overflow"
  Nov 2017 Jennifer
alex
i’m typing this
as i’m waiting for you to get back
from the bathroom.
in the starbucks
cozy acoustic music is playing
and your mocha frappucino
half empty
is on the table in front of me.
your lips have touched the lid
and i don’t want to be
that person
but i wonder.
i wonder how it feels
does it know that it’s lucky.
can it tell me its secrets
how does it do that?
get you to open up
and let inside the warmth?
i’m not jealous.
just curious.

you should be back any second now.
you might walk out
back to our cliche little table
and ask me
what i’m doing
what i’m typing so furiously
what i’m so passionate about.
i will want to say you.
i love you
right here right now right time right place
i won’t though

maybe i’ll say
“i forgot to finish this paper
that’s due at 11:59 tonight”
or maybe i’ll say
“i just got an urgent email
about my political science class tomorrow”
or maybe i’ll say
“an old elementary school friend
just sent me a Facebook message
and i need to reply”

or.
or maybe i’ll say
“nothing.
nothing more important than our coffee.”
maybe i’ll just close my laptop
mid-sentence
because it’s true.

nothing is more importa
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Jennifer Jun 2017
Staring at the moles on your chest, I began to create constellations.
These dots are what remain in my mind as I try to forget the color of your eyes.
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